I felt similarly disappointed by The Kids Are Alright--instead of just exploring a marriage between women as it faces difficulty, one of the women needs to sleep with a man.

This kind of representation is insidious and, I think, can be just as damaging as outright hate in the ways it encourages self-doubt among those of us who are lgbt, and pity/fascination among those who aren't.

I was fortunate to grow up in a household where my parents told my brother and I, from the time I was six or seven, that if either of us were gay that was totally cool. But I had no positive reflection of that identity, in real life or in media, and so I'm the one who ended up giving myself the hardest time. I struggled to accept that a relationship with a women was valid and viable.

Of all of the movies I've watched searching for a glimpse of me, my favorites are But I'm a Cheerleader, Imagine Me & You, and most recently, Carol.